Shulamate

I watched Shulamate dance, swirling, whirling my intoxicated mind fast twirling. Flame of Setif, Algieria burning great lust deep within as I was drinking. Legionnaire of “Sidi Bel Abbes”, bless “Légion étrangère” with proper clean dress Second Company, “Rien n'empêche” profess Regimental sign: “ Nothing Prevents” yes Music played poor ears with twanging sweet sound Those beguiling notes making me now sway round, beating rhythm, gripping me, on soul pound. .She now made her “pièce de résistance”, and pulling veil aside, then shows “derrière” bend. “Vivi France,” “le coup de grâce”, my end.